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you know what fuck it time to get gayer

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The crazy thing is, ninety-nine times out of a hundred, if you asked me on any given day "Would like to see a picture of some genitals?" my answer would be "😰 No, that's... No, thank you. I'm okay, actually." I have nothing but the utmost respect for people who do engage with the penis side of the internet, but personally, I've spent the better part of two decades doing all I can NOT to have pictures of dick and balls or sexy bikini babe buttcheeks blasted onto my retinas constantly. And yet... to be denied the penis? To have a jumped up pile of javascript tell me, a grown adult with an air fryer and an outstanding council tax bill, that I cannot be trusted to withstand the sight of a bare nipple unless I let it scan my drivers' license? I will move heaven and earth to see that fucking nipple, friend. I will walk a thousand miles barefoot on hot coals before I give you big brother bitches my passport number. A thousand miles through the desert with five VPNs just to press my face up against the glass and see the last uncensored picture of two My Little Pony Characters sixty-nining each other, and I don't even want! to look at it! But I will! I must! for the sake of our fucking democracy!
Ok, so I was reading this news story:
So far so normal, right? But then:
Like what. And then:
Like, I think Alaska State Trooper Ken Marsh wants to be a romance novelist.
well would you look at that
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the organism.mp4
How I’m moving through life nowadays ngl
middle and ring lesbian archive is a great resource btw. highly recommend perusing issues of erotic mag on our backs and leatherdyke zine brat attack :)
Obessed with whatever was going on at Delphi
“Our prophetess is out today, best I can do is BEANS”

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btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here
do you ever just wish you weren’t so…much?
like you wish you could peel parts of yourself away for someone? make yourself quieter, easier, less aching..less..needy? less intense.
i don’t even want to be loved grandly anymore. i just want to stop feeling like i exhaust people.
i am so tired of feeling everything so deeply. like every conversation sits in my chest for days. every silence feels..personal?
i try..i do. to make myself smaller, less emotional. less wanting. less honest about how badly i want to be chosen in the way i do for others.
but even then i still feel like i handed them too much of me to hold. and it’s not their fault..
sometimes i think the worst part of loving women is how ridiculously tender it makes me. how badly i want softness, and reassurance, devotion. and how embarrassing it feels to want that out loud.